Heirot

"I am used to the trade. I have been a slave all my life." she told them. It was a story that she had often repeated. "I actually stummbled upon him by accident. But he apparently became interested in me for some purpose I still do not understand..."

Drakoe looked her over subconciously then asked, "Why don't you run away, or do you enjoy where you are in life?"

Dan rolled her eyes. "Look at her collar, Drakoe. There's no way that isn't magicked. Some kind of homing device, I'd assume."

"Oh..." he mused, "I just thought that was some kind of necklace you wore or something." He felt a little embarrassed about the stupid mistake but didn't show it.

"I think I'm gonna lay down while we talk," he said. "Zeikiel took quite a bit out of me." He found a nice grassy spot and laid down. The grass felt soft and cool on his bare skin. "So what are your plans now Dan?"

"Plans, huh..." Dan shrugged. "I don't know that I have any." She paused, smiling wryly. "Well, I didn't have any going into this, either - I'm sure you noticed as much. I'm not much for planning. Takes all the interest out of life. You?"

"I don't know," he said staring up into the blue sky. He didn't know what he would do. He did want to know about Zeikiel and his Drconic herritage.

"The first thing I plan to do is speak to Zeikiel," his attention was distracted by something moving through the trees. He didn't stand up he just lied there and peered into the trees. "Did y'all see that?"

Dan had an arrow nocked almost instantly and pulled her bowstring back to her ear, aiming at an ambiguous spot in the canopy. "I saw something. Don't know whether it was the same something or not..."

Drakoe sat up slowly. He eased over to the tree in which he had seen the creature. He jumped back quickly as an enourmous eagle flew out of the branches.

"Whoa..." he said in amazement. The majestic bird had an enormous wing spand as it soared towards the sky. "I wonder how it got in there without us noticing it?" he prodded aloud asking no one in particular.

Dan released the bowstring and took off her arrow, twirling it idly through her fingers before sticking it back into her quiver - though she looked somewhat irritated. "I don't know. Particularly not one that big." She frowned. Definitely too long among humans - she used to be more vigilant. Maybe she'd go back home when all this hoopla was over. But it wasn't over yet, so here she'd stay for the moment.

Kat blinked at the eagle. Something felt uneasy within her but she couldn't place it as she watched it fly off. Kat let the two chatter with each other while she peered back into the water.

Idly, she wondered how Lord Bryon was back home...

Dan glanced over at Kat. "Hullo, someone's looking all moony-eyed. Who's the lucky fellow?" She was being nosy, she knew it, and it gave her a quiet feeling of glee.

Kat looked up then blushed. "No one." she murmmered. She sat down and hugged her legs. By now he was married anyway, did he even remember her. Did he get his heirs?

"You're not fooling anyone, you know," Dan said. "And if you don't spill, I'm going to assume it's your master to whom you've been so - excuse the expression - slavishly devoted."

Kat gave Dan a horrified look. Not because it was perposterous that she would assume that Kat was in love with Zeikiel, it was what she was implying.

"I am not in any way in love with my current master Zeikiel." Kat pointed out rather proudly. "....it was someone else....." she whispered more to herself.

Dan grinned. "Now we're making some progress. What, did you really think I thought you were? Humans are so droll." She glanced quickly at Drakoe. "No offense intended, of course." Then she shifted her attention back to Kat - she had all the time in the world, at least until Zeikiel came back. "You say your current master. Is it a master you've had in the past, then? Possibly the one who wants your return so badly?" she asked slyly.